Liu Qiqi lowered her head, looked at the pink and jade-carved little milk bag, stretched out her hand and gave him a big chestnut, "Don't think there is nothing, just practice yourself!"
The little girl puffed her mouth and stopped talking. She just focused on watching the bombing-like fight in the middle of the field.
After a while, there was a violent explosion in the center of the field, and the thick black smoke almost choked several people and could not open their eyes.
Wu Yaoyue coughed and fanned the black smoke in front of her eyes with her hands, "Where are the people? Why can't I see any of them!"
Xiao Naibao swallowed her saliva and looked at the jade flute lying there with corpses lying in the middle, "Maybe he's dead!"
"Did we die together?" Wu Yayue asked expectantly.
"I disappoint you!" A cold voice sounded, and then the smoke dissipated. A man in black clothes stood in front of several people, reached out and grabbed Liu Qiqi's arm, and pulled her outside.
"Uncle Master, where do you want to take my woman?" Xiao Mo's face was solemn, with an evil smile on his lips, and he walked slowly towards Bai Luo.
Bai Luo replied with a cold and handsome face, "You also want to fight with me?"
He held Liu Qiqi with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back. His hand was trembling slightly, and Yaozhi's blood spilled out from between his fingers.
Xiao Mo knew that even though he killed Biyuxiao who became a demon, he also paid a heavy price.
This moment is his best chance to deal with him.
But unfortunately, he couldn't kill her, Qiqi's fate was still connected with him.
Bai Luo sneered, did they really think he was at the end of his rope?
After letting go of Liu Qiqi, he suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Mo with cold eyes.
Xiao Mo showed no sign of weakness, and a ball of black energy had already condensed in his hand. When the two of them were at war with each other, Liu Qiqi angrily shouted, "That's enough!"
The arrogance of the two men was extinguished at the same time, and they just stared at each other coldly.
"Lend Qingcheng's body to me for a few days. After three days, I will return to my own body and return her body to you!" Liu Qiqi looked at Bai Luo indifferently and said coldly.
Bai Luo sneered, and just uttered one word with his thin lips, "Okay!"
He turned around and left, Xiao Mo also relaxed his guard, but Bai Luo suddenly turned around, grabbed Liu Qiqi's arm, jumped a few times, and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Wu Yaoyue and Xiao Naibao opened their eyes wide and couldn't close their mouths in surprise.
What speed is this? It’s incredible...
Xiao Mo was filled with hatred. This damn uncle was simply even more despicable and shameless than him!
Liu Qiqi was dragged by him, not only unable to move his body, but also unable to send any signals to Xiao Mo with his soul consciousness.
After jumping for who knows how long, the two of them came to a cave. Bai Luo sat there with an ugly face, covering his injured shoulder.
He was dressed in black, so it was obvious that he was not injured, but from the gurgling blood flowing from his fingers, we could tell that the injury was definitely serious.
He sat there, recited a few hemostatic spells, then sat cross-legged in meditation, closed his eyes and began to heal.
Just as Liu Qiqi was about to stand up, Bai Luo had already opened his eyes, "You'd better not go out and tell the people in Shuiyuedongtian, because the people in Shuiyuedongtian will not tolerate any explanation when they see your appearance. First,
I'll kill you!"
Liu Qiqi frowned. It seemed that Qingcheng and the people in Shuiyuedongtian had some disputes...
She didn't ask any more questions because she knew that for a person like Bai Luo, even if he asked more questions, he would never say what he didn't want to say.